Hello Neighbor: Missing Pieces by Carly Anne West is a very unique kind of book. It’s because the book is based on a video game called “Hello Neighbor.” I didn’t know much about the video game at the time, but I knew the video game was very successful. So when I saw this book at my school book fair, I thought I should give it a try. I don’t regret my decision either. Missing Pieces is one of the best…
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Summer Math Camp
Illustration by Megan M. Gannett, 13, from her story Swaying in the Breeze, published in our December 2016 issue I jumped out of the car and closed the door behind me. I ran up the sidewalk towards the house where math camp was being held. A few other kids were also arriving then and I followed them into the house. I left my shoes with everyone else’s, by the door, and went inside. I sat down on the carpet where…
Saturday Newsletter: July 13, 2019
““Do you still love dolphins?” he asked, shoving a ten across the counter.” Illustrator Celeste Kelly, 13, for “Pennsylvania” by Grace McNamee, 13 Published July/August 2007. A note from Sarah Ainsworth Good morning! Today I want to talk about writing with others. Writing doesn’t necessarily have to be a solitary activity. In fact, it’s very common for screenwriters, who write the scripts for movies, to work with a writing partner. But even with more traditional short stories, either written down…
Saturday Newsletter: June 22, 2019
Girls outside one of the classrooms at Remot School, Westgate, Samburu District, Kenya, April 2019. A note from William Rubel Summer birthdays . . . Getting older is a very strange process. My daughter, Stella, is turning 13 in a few weeks. I will be turning 67 a few days later. In many ways we are both experiencing changes in our bodies and in the way we think that are noticeably profound. For myself, I have known for years and…
Guest Post: Creative Writing Activities to Engage Young Writers
Every young writer is looking for an outlet. Some will choose to write stories. Others will try poetry. Some will even have a go at fanfiction, short stories, blogging, script writing or something else entirely. But each of them will have their own unique ideas and writing voice that they’re developing; you only need to look at the number of teens that publish their writing in online communities like Wattpad and Archive of Our Own to show that there are…
Saturday Newsletter: March 2, 2019
A note from Jane Levi Dear Stone Soup readers and writers, Would you like to have your very own short story performed as part of a podcast series? If this sounds interesting, read on to learn about our brand new spring contest! We have launched our new spring writing contest, working with our friends at AV Entertainment, producers of the By Kids, for Kids Story Time podcast. The winner of this contest will have their short story turned into a dramatized reading, with up…
Saturday newsletter: January 26, 2019
Bighorn River was an exhilarating place to spend our afternoon Illustrator Brian Merte, 13, for “Brotherhood” by Kevin Wang, 11. Published September/October 2007. A note from William Rubel The rainbow gracing the waterfall splashing into a lake rich with insects and fish in the illustration by Brian Merte is an idealized glimpse of the natural world. To help us believe in this dream vision Brian is careful to draw accurately many of the picture’s components–such as the acorns, dragonflies, and cattails. The drawing was commissioned by our then editor,…
Saturday Newsletter: January 5, 2019
Deep sympathy filled his heart for the writer of the tattered diary Illustration by Annakai Hayakawa Geshlider, 12, for her story, Journeys to the Past, published in Stone Soup, January/February 2008. A note from Sarah Ainsworth Hello, Stone Soup readers! You may know me (Sarah) from subscription help or the blog, but this week I wanted to talk to you about what I am studying: archives. If you have any idea about what an archive is, the picture that comes to mind may…
The Pittsburgh Synagogue
It was a beautiful fall morning. The sun was out. The sky was clear. A perfect day to go biking. “Did they call you back yet?” I asked my mom. Ever since my two friends and I had biked to a cafe for drinks in the spring, I’d wanted to do it again. It seemed like every Saturday there was something. Either one of us was out of town, or we had some activity, but for one reason or another,…
The Pittsburgh Synagogue
It was a beautiful fall morning. The sun was out. The sky was clear. A perfect day to go biking. “Did they call you back yet?” I asked my mom. Ever since my two friends and I had biked to a cafe for drinks in the spring, I’d wanted to do it again. It seemed like every Saturday there was something. Either one of us was out of town, or we had some activity, but for one reason or another,…
